Monday, January 27, 2025

DRO A/B rescue

DRO双星抢救成功

 

应急重构机动 emergency reconstruction maneuver

中途修正 mid-course correction

月球引力辅助 lunar gravity assist

月球低能捕获 lunar low energy capture


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Through emergency orbit reconstruction, having experienced 167 days of situation management, 5 orbit adjustments, 5 trajectory corrections, and 3 solar and lunar gravity assists, DRO A/B successfully entered a DRO orbit, successfully achieved separation of the dual satellites.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Achieving the world's first million-kilometers level large-scale autonomous constellation construction. Hundreds m/s incremental low-energy orbital insertion ensures years of DRO long term stable mooring.

Thursday, December 26, 2024

I've learned an important lesson

me

I've learned an important lesson.

V

I doubt it.

Tuesday, December 24, 2024

Numb

Wednesday, December 11, 2024

NYC - Raining 2024.12.11

 


You are my projection of her

me
in the end, I realized that she did not show me any kindness that she would not have shown anyone else. But for some time, I felt as though I knew her from a previous life, where she loved me but I did not love her back. And then there she was, again in my path, making me question what choice I would make in this life.

the pain was too much to bear.

V
And then you chose to do the easiest thing possible.

me
Was it? I made a choice. I knew failure was possible, even likely. But I chose to act. I knew my feelings were real, because they hurt.

V
-Your- feelings were real.

me
have you loved no one? Lost no one? If you had the chance to make things right, would you not do the same?

V
Do you remember the ending of Inception? Where his wife asked, "Don't you want to stay here with me? In this world?" And he said: You are not real. You are the best part of her, the worst part of her, but not the complex part of her. You are my projection of her.

Friday, November 29, 2024

春不晚

姑娘 一句春不晚
痴儿 留在真江南
江南曲落孤城
化作烟雨与我对弹
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Saturday, November 23, 2024

simulacrum

me 

how much information will it take to recover us? To reconstruct us from the artifacts we leave behind?
 

V

I don't think that is possible.

me

if not to an exact representation then to an approximation?
 

V

Ok, so what does it mean to be recovered, and what would be the approximation?

Let's say that when given an ordered set of preferences, return a simulacrum that makes all the decisions that you would make.

me

"Was it I who escaped? Or, the other?"

V

What if our simulacrum makes all the same minor choices that we would make, but diverges when making a major choice, such as whom we marry?

And how many divergences in the major choices are within bounds? To the point that we say - that is no longer "us"?

A lot of the decisions we make are simply due to the rigidity of the world.

Do you wake up in the morning and choose to go to work? Without knowing anything about you I can have a very good model that predicts whether you do that or not.

Do you like Prince or Michael Jackson? Well there are only two choices presented. And there are countless examples of these limited choices. If there are an infinite number choices then perhaps we can get a much more clear signal.

Think about what is the highest cardinality of the choices you have made? A billion? A million? Certainly much much lower. 

Any recovery would be from the background of a sea of noisy, rigid choices, with very limited signal particular to you.

me

a lot of choices are connected. There must be some manifold that can be recovered.

V

I guess one argument for the possibility of recovery is that the human body is, after all, finite.

Sunday, November 03, 2024

赤伶 执素兮

台下人走过 不见旧颜色
People below the stage walk by, no longer seeing the old colors
台上人唱着 心碎离别歌  
The person on the stage is singing, a heart-breaking parting song
情字难落墨 她唱须以血来和
Feelings are difficult to put down in ink, so she sings them until she coughed blood
戏幕起 戏幕落 终是客
The curtain rises, the curtain falls, are we all not merely guests to this performance?
你方唱罢我登场
Finish your singing and let me come up on the stage
莫嘲风月戏 莫笑人荒唐
I bid that you don't so hastily laugh at plays about love, nor laugh at plays of people's absurdity
也曾问青黄也曾铿锵唱兴亡
道无情 道有情 怎思量
 
 

Saturday, November 02, 2024

The Excitement of the Stuff

"If some theory had revolutionary implications, it was because it pressed that soulless logic through to the humanities themselves. They were no longer to be seen as a preserve of personal value and spiritual insight in a crassly utilitarian world. On the contrary, you could take a work of art and show how it was governed by certain underlying codes and systems, deep narrative structures, ideological interests or the play of unconscious forces, of which the work itself was innocently unaware. The elusive spirit of the human could be reduced to the product of impersonal forces. What an otherwise diverse body of theories had in common was their anti-empiricism – the conviction that the truth of a literary work was not the way it spontaneously appeared. What you saw was not what you got."


"For the liberal humanists who presided over literary studies, literature was the home of the intimate and irreducible, the stray gesture and sensuous particular, of everything that held out against a world of bureaucratic states and transnational corporations. The phrase ‘literary theory’ seemed a contradiction in terms: how could one deal abstractly with the tone or mood or texture of a poem? Literature was the last refuge of personal experience and the individual spirit, as well as a form of creative transcendence that had long since stood in for a failed religion. If all this were to be unmasked as an effect of the signifier or the ruses of desire, there really was nowhere else to turn."


"Theory represented a new configuration of knowledge, appropriate to an age in which the boundaries between traditional academic subjects were crumbling and most of the exciting work was being done in the borderlands between them. Literary criticism had been tightly focused on the isolated text, in a defence of high culture against a barbarian world, but was now flung open to a much wider field of inquiry. Jameson’s academic field was literature, but there is little about poets and novelists in The Years of Theory compared with philosophy, anthropology, linguistics, psychoanalysis and so on. The book is thus likely to confirm the prejudice that theory supplants the literary work rather than enriches it. In fact, it confirms the view that criticism can flourish only by reaching beyond its traditional confines, losing one kind of identity in order to discover another." 


The Excitement of the Stuff


R.I.P., Fredric Jameson 1934-2024

Friday, October 25, 2024

Unpacking the hideousness of the Space Marine


On the Imperium:

"The Imperium is one of many cathartic dark fantasy statements about the hideousness of contemporary reality: it channels a conviction that our world, this neoliberal and imperial capitalist dog's dinner, is not in fact the height of progress, but fundamentally awful and only getting worse."


On the appeal of the Space Marine fantasy:

'The appeal of the Space Marine fantasy is that it takes the alienation, misogyny and misery of being "man-made" and flips it into a rigid gasmask of pride and belonging, of indestructible and unquestioning purpose. In return for all the mutilations it deals and expects, it promises calm and some degree of togetherness - and this is why it doesn't really operate, in the bulk of Warhammer 40,000 art I've encountered, as parody or satire.'


On what Sontag says about fascism:

'It's dangerous, Sontag says, to reduce fascism to "brutishness and terror". Fascism survives because it offers things to aspire to - in Sontag's summary, "the ideal of life as art, the cult of beauty, the fetishism of courage, the dissolution of alienation in ecstatic feelings of community". These are relatively innocuous values and emotions that may also appear in, say, rock music, in superhero stories, at wargaming tournaments and sports events, and in earnest game developer paeans to "absolute brotherhood and sacrifice".' 


On masculinity :

"I'm not immune to this hellish daydream. It's a carnival mirrorshow for all the tackly little aggressions and humiliations of my own upbringing. I understand my own masculinity as a wound that is slowly healing, and which is reopened periodically by the experience of art that cultivates the old patriarchal frenzy. I find Warhammer 40,000's Imperium freeing, as a magnification of the grinding stupidity of patriarchy, but I also feel the pull of these warty stereotypes. I look at the thunderously daft trailer for Relic's Warhammer 40,000: Dawn Of War 3 and, silly as it sounds, I tear up a little, because I see in the smiling face of the doomed Marine the sheer absence of fear my older male conditioning has always demanded, and never permitted..."

 

Wednesday, October 02, 2024

time beyond temporality

"Still, Wajda’s camera is able to share Conrad’s glimpse, through the gap between his adventure stories and his Flaubertian art-sentences, of that Bergsonian time beyond temporality, which, neither eternity nor living present, neither ephemerality nor fulfilment, beyond all ennui and anxious waiting, neither an ending nor a beginning, consists in the essence of pure and empty Time in itself and as such, the Time of changeless yet irreversible succession."

- Fredric Jameson, "Time and the Sea: On Joseph Conrad"

Saturday, September 28, 2024

Saturday, September 14, 2024

Black Myth: Wukong Chapter 6 True Ending Cutscene

 

 我这就摘下来,给你看!

Saturday, September 07, 2024

西游记 - 1986年版



 

云宫讯音


敢问路在何方

 


 

@9kitsune9 #搬运 #西游记 #花絮 ♬ original sound - 19

三美戏八戒

Thursday, September 05, 2024

八戒

Bajie is one of the clear winners that came out of Black Myth Wukong: his new appearance, his reaction when looking into the mirror that reflects back his true form, his love story...



@lynnhua3 黑神话悟空第四章:曲度紫鸳 #blackmythwukong #黑神话悟空 ♬ 原创音乐 - lynnhua


@white_rabbit_lovely 你还是和那时一样...笨啊... #黑神话悟空 #黑神 话#壁上观 #紫蛛儿#翻唱 ♬ nhạc nền - 呆小兔🎶🎤0326


你还是和那时一样...笨啊 


Tuesday, September 03, 2024

in a world of billions of living beings for whom those individual stories are surely no longer very significant

'I will call Yurick and DeLillo "epistemological" writers, in the sense that for both the central "problem" to be solved formally is this ineradicable tension between fragmented, private experience and the "scientific" explanation of the world. Both, in other words, eschew the facile and conventional ways of ignoring the problem and the tension: continuing to tell individual stories and destinies (boy meets girl, etc.) in a world of billions of living beings for whom those individual stories are surely no longer very significant; or illustratively and "sociologically" offering this or that individual destiny as though it could still "represent" or be "typical" or "characteristic" of social laws in general.'

- Fredric Jameson, "The Names, and Richard A (review)"

Sunday, September 01, 2024

大圣

 


Saturday, August 31, 2024

壁上观

雪浸染万千华光钟声塑佛龛
此去蒙尘饮乐宴
朱颜改怎不见窟画昔日璀璨
却醒来作壁上观


 

@white_rabbit_lovely 你还是和那时一样...笨啊... #黑神话悟空 #黑神 话#壁上观 #紫蛛儿#翻唱 ♬ nhạc nền - 呆小兔🎶🎤0326

 

Monday, August 26, 2024

Fainted

Tuesday, August 20, 2024

The Hour of the Star

" ... had been the only really beautiful thing in her life. Wiping away her own tears she tried to sing what she heard. But her voice was as crude and out of tune as she was. When she heard it she started to cry. It was the first time she'd ever cried, she didn't know she had so much water in her eyes. She cried, blew her nose no longer know what she was crying about. She wasn't crying because of the life she led: because, never having led any other, she'd accepted that with her that was just the way things were. But I also think she was crying because, through the music, she might have guessed there were other ways of feeling, there were more delicate existences and even a certain luxury of soul... The plunge into the vastness of the musical world that didn't need to be understood."

Sunday, August 18, 2024

NYC - Raining 2024.08.18

 
















"The second time they met a soft drizzle was falling that soaked them to the bone. Without even holding hands they walked in the rain that on M.'s face looked like flowing tears."

Friday, August 02, 2024

NYC - Raining 2024.08.02

 
















There are entire parts of your life that I don't know.

Wednesday, May 08, 2024

Echo Sax End

Sunday, May 05, 2024

Saturday, March 30, 2024

Saturday, March 02, 2024

一笑江湖



苍天一笑 笑不老

 豪情却会了

 对月饮 一杯寂寥

Wednesday, February 14, 2024

赐我

我好像独自站在那三尺红台


 

Sunday, February 11, 2024

星月落


 

思索着 与谁说
星月落 落入世间
使得花败人断肠
多执着 惊鸿怎让人遗忘

 

Saturday, February 10, 2024

2024

It's a new year. For parts of the world that are in conflict: we bear witness to your suffering, and carry your pain.

Thursday, January 18, 2024

Sunday, January 07, 2024

Sunday, December 31, 2023

Dot selection

 Koka is a function-oriented language where functions and data form the core of the language (in contrast to objects for example). In particular, the expression s.encode(3) does not select the encode method from the string object, but it is simply syntactic sugar for the function call encode(s,3) where s becomes the first argument. Similarly, c.int converts a character to an integer by calling int(c) (and both expressions are equivalent). The dot notation is intuïtive and quite convenient to chain multiple calls together, as in:

fun showit( s : string )
  s.encode(3).count.println

for example (where the body desugars as println(count(encode(s,3)))). An advantage of the dot notation as syntactic sugar for function calls is that it is easy to extend the ‘primitive’ methods of any data type: just write a new function that takes that type as its first argument. In most object-oriented languages one would need to add that method to the class definition itself which is not always possible if such class came as a library for example.

 The Koka Programming Language 

Minimal but General

Koka has a small core set of orthogonal, well-studied language features – but each of these is as general and composable as possible, such that we do not need further “special” extensions. Core features include first-class functions, a higher-rank impredicative polymorphic type- and effect system, algebraic data types, and effect handlers. 
Koka - A Functional Language with Effect Types and Handlers

Tuesday, December 26, 2023

Monday, December 25, 2023

Tuesday, November 21, 2023

Tuesday, October 03, 2023

So, get away

So, get away
Another way
to feel what you didn't want yourself to know

Wednesday, September 13, 2023

Saturday, July 29, 2023

Exiles

 


Thursday, July 27, 2023

The Banished Vault

Stars grow cold. 

Flee into the long night between suns.

Sunday, July 23, 2023

Sunday, May 21, 2023

Sunday, February 26, 2023

Ein Traum

Tuesday, February 07, 2023

Saturday, January 14, 2023

you knew that in time, we would bring ruin to it as well

"What led us here? You did. You vile blasphemies. 

Machines... thinking... breeding... you were to bear us a new, promised land.

But when you arrived at that distant world... you knew that in time, we would bring ruin to it as well.

As we had to Earth..."



Saturday, December 31, 2022

A.I. parenting

We can imagine that A.I. would be better at parenting than the vast majority of humans. Parental pathologies and neglect are the inheritances that impoverishes everyone across all levels of the economic strata. By being freed from them, children would receive the attention that they deserve, and can grow up to be well adjusted and functioning. And by intervening early, this will have a larger effect over entire life times. This, I believe, will do more to narrow inequalities - of uplifting entire generations - than most other uses of A.I..

Friday, November 11, 2022

Friday, October 28, 2022

The End of Space-Time

 "... having control of what that matter looks like - that was offered by this deep understanding... was what was eventually needed to harness this enormous magic that was hugely beyond the reach of any individual or even large collection of human beings."

Tuesday, September 06, 2022

Sunday, July 31, 2022

conf

 




















































Friday, June 24, 2022

Cutting taxes for the rich and taking away women's rights. This was all our last generation managed.

Saturday, June 04, 2022

i was laying in bed last night scrolling through tiktok and kept hearing this song every three seconds so i went downstairs and whispered it to my piano so here we are

♬ original sound - marianne

Wednesday, June 01, 2022

Saturday, May 21, 2022

Sunday, May 08, 2022

The Great Translation Movement

 

And so they’ve pretty much given up on trying to sway the Chinese public to the “Light Side of the Force”, and have chosen instead to poison the well - by depicting the Chinese people as wholly alien, fanatical, weird, irredeemable, and inhuman.

In other words, "hate the Chinese government, and the Chinese people too".

 

The Great Translation Movement 

Tuesday, May 03, 2022

yeah, ok

The next time the U.S. talks about human rights, it should clarify that those rights do not apply to women.

Supreme Court has voted to overturn abortion rights

Thursday, April 07, 2022

Thursday, March 17, 2022

we can only depend on ourselves, our own strength, our own preparation, our own will

The coming war will be more tragic and bloody. There will be no mercy and no reinforcements. For everything we can only depend on ourselves, our own strength, our own preparation, our own will, and our own ability to prevail in all out conflict. There is no retreat.

"将到来的战争将会更加惨烈,也会更加血腥,不会有仁慈,也不会有援军,一切都只能靠我们自己,靠我们自己的力量,自己的备战,自己的意志,自己的拼杀,没有退路可言。"

original

translation

 

Monday, March 07, 2022


Friday, January 21, 2022

As we are, we two, we three
As I alone can never be.

Saturday, December 25, 2021

... the United States that[sic] has created during the Cold War a formidable machinery of open and concealed propaganda. That machinery cannot be easily turned off. It cannot produce narratives that do not agree with the dominant one because no one would believe them or buy such books.  There is an almost daily and active rewriting of history...

How I lost my past

Tuesday, November 30, 2021

 The inside story of the Pfizer vaccine: ‘a once-in-an-epoch windfall’


"you could have it ranging up to $1,000 a dose"

"There’s a significant opportunity for those margins to improve" 

"we saved the world"



"to say that they are wielding their power fairly, openly, with a sense of compassion, is manifestly untrue.”

“I think it’s immoral for anybody to profiteer to the extent that has happened out of a serious crisis for humanity as a whole.”

Sunday, November 07, 2021

Skog

 This big brown bear always greets you with open arms. Cuddly like no other and with a lovely giant stomach where you can feel safe resting - in other words, a real softy.

Djungelskog

 

Monday, September 20, 2021

Courage born of fear

"To place our faith in a desperate, hopeless attempt to save everyone...and to see it amount to naught in the end.

What else could we do but offer up that tiny remainder in a final, futile effort? Even knowing, deep down, it was worth but a few moments more..."

Monday, August 16, 2021

We All Lift Together

Sunday, July 25, 2021

 

 China Bans For-Profit School Tutoring in Sweeping Overhaul

The out-of-school education industry has been “severely hijacked by capital,” according to a separate article posted on the site of the Ministry of Education. “That broke the nature of education as welfare.”


 


Monday, July 19, 2021

Monday, June 07, 2021

Saturday, May 29, 2021

new view

 













Thursday, April 22, 2021

Tiny

 


Friday, February 26, 2021

Where are the space arks? 

The great and terrible scientific and technological inventions we associate with the present are almost all more than half a century old... During that axial age, humanity dreamed of ecumenopolises, of heavy industry and its by-products removed off-planet, of giant cylindrical worlds in orbit, of towers stretching into the heavens, of Dyson swarms of man-made infrastructure harvesting the full power of the Sun, of a Kardeshev II civilisation capable of re-engineering the solar system. These dreams already seem absurd.

Sunday, January 24, 2021

Thursday, December 31, 2020

Monday, November 30, 2020

Wednesday, October 21, 2020

Sunday, October 18, 2020

Down by the river

Saturday, September 05, 2020

Cosmic Clock

 



From brooding gulfs are we beheld
By that which bears no name

Its heralds are the stars it fells
The sky and Earth aflame

Corporeal laws are unwrit
As suns and love retreat

To cosmic madness laws submit
Though stalwart minds entreat

In luminous space blackened stars
They gaze, accuse, deny

Roiling, moaning, this realm of ours
In madness lost shall die

Carrion hordes trill their profane
Accord with eldritch plans

To cosmic forms from tangent planes
We end as we began

Thursday, July 23, 2020

Motherboard

Sunday, May 31, 2020

Elysium


Sunday, May 24, 2020

Friday, May 22, 2020

This was all our last generation managed

The logic of the system is totalizing


The most working class way to go

K - "Looks like one of the locals..."
YOU - "We know who this is. It's the working class woman's missing husband -- dead on the boardwalk."
K - "The woman you met at the bookstand?... why do you think it's her husband?"
YOU - "[Because] this is the most working class way to go -- completely alienated and forgotten."

Thursday, May 21, 2020

Mass murderer














"You can live *entirely* outside of that suspicion. Billions of people go about not being guilty of mass murder." He nods up. "Just not her."



Saturday, May 16, 2020

Saturday, April 18, 2020

Shipwrecked

"I was born healthy in the arms of a dying civilisation, and throughout my existence, I have had the feeling of surviving ... while so many things around me were falling apart; like characters in a film who are crossing streets where all the walls are crumbling, and who come out somehow unscathed, shaking the dust off their clothes, while behind them the entire city is no more than a pile of rubble."

Covid-19 in America

Monday, March 02, 2020

humming


Sunday, February 02, 2020

"A moth flaps its wings. There is a cold breeze."